Worm Hunting Songtext
von dOP

When I steer up worms, at the down
When they′re still sleepin'
Where the pickaxe in the blue lamp
Around the trees and to the fields
Just before the ground melts
Churn, churn, churn, churn
March, April, May, June
Churn, churn, churn
My chicken will be odie
And my customers will be regulate
I′ve got a few farms with almost a billion worms
I had worms since I'm twelve
Worms can live ten days out of the ground
My customers needs to receive their worms alive
Every dead worm goes to my chickens
My father used to tell me I have to create my own chain
Like an unbreakable line, like an
Unbreakable line, like an unbreakable line
And I repeat to myself
Like an unbreakable line, like an Unbreakable line, like an unbreakable line
My family is the result of my chain
I can't break it
Can′t stop generate
More I take care of it
More my chain is strong and healthy
This is not a sacrifice
It′s an honor to represent my tree
And my kids have to find some chains into mine
To complete and run the picture
To elevate
I've got 851 billion worms
I separate my building in four sides
Into my house
So by night, my family is protected
Protected by the noises and the lights
Those noises help my kids to sleep
Help my wife to dream
Those noises remind me of sun